Rejected Beauty Practices the Villain Play-Chapter 916 - 891: Temptation
Fang Chuning had always been thick-skinned. Seeing this group of people seemed familiar with him, he wasn’t afraid of embarrassment, and nervously asked, "How did I get along with him in the past?"
The crowd fell into a peculiar silence.
After a moment, Zhou Buyan said, "How should I put it? Without you clinging onto him for dear life, there wouldn’t be any story between you two. I’ve never seen the Prince give you a kind look."
Fang Chuning raised an eyebrow, utterly confused, "I feel like he’s quite good to me now."
"The Prince probably pities you for losing your memory and is deliberately indulging you. Let me tell you, the Prince never lets a grudge go unavenged. You’d better avoid offending him, or else when you regain your memory, he’ll surely settle the score!" The young lieutenant, though not very familiar with Xie Jue, usually dared not approach him. However, he used to be under Xie Xun’s command and had followed Xie Xun to Ningzhou. He had witnessed first-hand how Xie Jue dealt with Xie Xun and was still haunted by the memory.
Fang Chuning thought, great, now he’s really offended him!
Was it true that it was his relentless pursuit that led to any results?
"With a face like mine and skills both scholarly and martial, do I still need to cling tightly to win someone over? I don’t believe it!" Fang Chuning had this bit of confidence; it was definitely not a one-sided obsession.
Zhou Buyan couldn’t bear to disillusion him. From a young age, Fang Chuning had persistently pursued Xie Jue. Back when Xie Jue was at Imperial College, he wouldn’t talk to anyone except Xie Zhang and Xie Xun, not even caring to associate with the Lin Family’s children.
"The Prince began to look at you differently because you often fought for him and protected him from being bullied in your childhood. That’s why he reluctantly acknowledged you. Over the years, he simply got used to you. When the Prince was injured on the battlefield, you don’t know how you behaved. It pained you more than if your own son was injured. You took care of him all night without sleep, just short of feeding and cleaning after him." Zhou Buyan had long wanted to vent. With so many Hidden Guards around the Prince, who asked you to take it all upon yourself? You seemed more attentive than the Prince’s steward. After all, you are the eldest son of the Fang Family. With Fang Chuning lowering himself so much to stick to Xie Jue, we, who followed him, were all forced to crouch three points lower before Xie Jue. It made Zhou Buyan extremely upset back then, desperately urging him to maintain his stance before Xie Jue, but Fang Chuning never heeded the advice.
"I don’t believe it!" Fang Chuning, having been living as a master at the Lu Liu Villa for months, accustomed to meals served to his mouth and clothes handed to him, didn’t seem like someone who would serve others. How could he lower himself before Xie Jue like that?
"Mr. Fang, it’s really like that!" Liujiang said, "Back then, we all thought you two were brothers with deep affection. I was even a bit envious. We’re all brothers, so when I got injured, you just gave me a golden sore medicine, but when the Prince got injured, you cared for him closely. Now... I understand, I don’t deserve such meticulous care from a brother."
Fang Chuning, "..."
Fang Chuning fell into deep thought. Everyone said he was deeply devoted and righteous to Xie Jue. No wonder when Xie Jue first saw him, he was so frantic. His death news had spread across the world, yet Xie Jue refused to believe it, tirelessly searching from Sannan to Jiangnan, finally finding him, even though he didn’t recognize him. How could he not go mad at that moment?
If he had truly died in Sannan at that time, what would have become of Xie Jue?
Fang Chuning suddenly snapped back to reality. Why should he be standing in Xie Jue’s shoes and understanding him? Why? Now that he had amnesia, he could only hear about the past from others, but why did he have no real feeling for what they said, leaving his heart empty and unsettled? However, he was inclined to believe seventy to eighty percent of it.
He really did like, like that person a lot back then.
Liked him enough to live for him, to die for him!
Zhou Buyan, seeing this, said, "You don’t have to be too caught up in how you got along in the past. How you feel now is also important. Since you lost your memory, treat it as a new beginning and enjoy the process. Isn’t it wonderful? In the past, you chased after the Prince, desperately trying to get close and warm him up. Now that you have amnesia, you can enjoy the feeling of the Prince chasing after you. Don’t worry about the past; just enjoy it!"
Liujiang and the others couldn’t give Fang Chuning advice. If the person in this ill-fated romance weren’t Fang Chuning but any one of them, they would have earnestly advised him to give it up, not to be obsessed. Think of the people’s scorn, the disappointment of their parents, the loneliness of having no heirs. They had too many reasons to persuade. But this person was Fang Chuning.
Their brother, the General who led them in battle, countless times protected them to survive the battlefield, was Fang Chuning who, in Sannan, narrowly escaped death and almost met King Yan. Even the Marshal and Mrs. Fang had hidden the news of his death and held a funeral. No one stood by his side to support him. If even this group of brothers stood against him, then he’d be too pitiful.
They had long come to terms with it. As they just said, a man like the Prince, developing feelings for him, wasn’t all that surprising. Apart from being too cold, he had no flaws one could pick out.
Perhaps they also got used to the rumors about Fang Chuning and Xie Jue. They would discuss privately. Other than Fang Chuning, they couldn’t think of anyone else as Princess Consort Yan. Other than Xie Jue, they couldn’t think of any girl that Fang Chuning might like. They’ve never seen him look differently at any girl over the years.
Fang Chuning drank six bowls of wine, not drunk, but the alcohol made his head swim a bit. Returning to the main courtyard, it was extremely quiet, only the sound of flowing water. Fang Chuning paused, flowing water?
Familiar with everything in the main courtyard, Fang Chuning naturally walked into the inner yard, straightforwardly found the master bedroom. The sound of water came from behind the screen, where Xie Jue was bathing and grooming. The wine fumes made him feel even more heated. The wine buried under the tree was rich and mellow, and despite six bowls not being enough to make him drunk, it still made him feel warm all over, thirsty.
Xie Jue followed him so naturally back to the main courtyard, where was he going to sleep tonight? He led him all the way north, where were they headed? Were they going to share a room? All the way north, he and Xie Jue stayed in separate inns, each taking a separate room. Were they going to sleep together tonight? That didn’t seem appropriate. To what extent had their relationship developed? Regardless of how far it had developed, he had amnesia... Fang Chuning visualized intimate images of the two, not appropriate, absolutely not appropriate!
The wine fumes were getting stronger, and Fang Chuning didn’t know if it was due to weakness from recovering that his body felt unusually light-headed after drinking six bowls, but felt somewhat floaty now.
"What are you doing here?"
Unknowingly, the sound of water had stopped. Xie Jue walked over to him slowly. In the heat of Zhongzhou’s summer, Xie Jue wore only a thin summer robe, which clung to his body after bathing, amplifying his tall and handsome figure. His waistbelt was loosely tied, neckline open, exposing his delicate collarbone and fair chest. Being so close, Fang Chuning could faintly smell the intertwining scents of soapberry and wood.
